I cultivate immortality only by mouth

Mu Wenguang silently regained his human form. Human beings holding pots and pans could not deal him a physical blow, but the trauma brought to his mind was difficult to heal in a short period of time.He shuddered: "Too ruthless, too poisonous, you have fallen into the devil's way, and you still don't know your way back?"

He didn't change the jellyfish, and Shi Zili also removed the Chinese foodies. He is a kind person, and while apologizing, Biubiu continued to launch Monkey Sailei.

But Mu Wenguang treated it like nothing, neither avoiding nor hiding, with a solemn face.He closed his eyes, held his breath, and said from his abdominal cavity: "Today's battle, I am not as strong as you. This sword was originally reserved for Kong Ye."

After using this move, he was unable to mobilize his mana for at least eight days, and at most half a month.Before the game, Mu Wenguang also imagined, if he was forced into this situation by Shi Zili, would he have to use it?

He has very deep feelings for Penglai, if he eliminates Shi Zili with this trick, he will be no different from a useless person in tomorrow's final, and Penglai is equivalent to giving up the championship.Mu Wenguang's decision at the time was not to use this move, but to admit defeat neatly. At this time, the fight was hearty, but he didn't want to end like this.

The sword shows the hero, he uses it against the most respected opponent, regardless of the consequences of winning or losing, there is no regret.Mu Wenguang's right hand holding the sword was rippling with bursts of golden light, blowing away all the flour blasted by Hou Sailei. He soared above the nine heavens, staring down at the Kyushu, smiled sassyly, and swooped down.

This sword is as slow as a snail's pace, and as fast as chasing wind and electricity. It is silent, never disturbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it is majestic and loaded with everything.

Shi Zili was amazed, and chanted: "The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, and the light of a sword chills nineteen continents." This is what Gu Long wrote at the beginning of "The Sword of the Three Young Masters", and this is the only sentence in his mind at this time.

Mu Wenguang's sword condensed his understanding of the way of swordsmanship, showing the pinnacle of skill.Shi Zili paused for a moment before he came back to his senses, he had already been locked by the sword energy and had no time to dodge.

At this moment, an open-minded and free-spirited feeling was born in his heart, and he smiled calmly—it doesn't matter, winning or losing doesn't matter at all, seeing this sword, he will die without regret.

- No wonder!lied to you!

Shi Zili flipped his wrist and said in a loud voice: "Ande relies on the sword of heaven, and crosses the sea to cut off a long whale." The ancients did not write a poem about cutting jellyfish, so they had to refer to the sea and the whale.

A long sword appeared in his hand, clanging vigorously. This Yitian sword formed by condensing all his mana was far superior to the one in Mu Wenguang's hand.

Off the court, Principal Yingzhou shook his head regretfully: "So what if there is a sword shape in the sky, and the sword energy is so powerful? The user has no sword intent, which is lamentable." He was very optimistic about Shi Zili, thinking that he was the one The only player who could compete with Kong Ye in this year's competition, but regrettably stopped in the semi-finals.

Principal Penglai smiled and said, "Old friend, I haven't seen you for so many years, and your vision is still so bad."

Principal Yingzhou: "...hehe." Why is this man still so sloppy.

Mu Wenguang's long sword had already slashed down obliquely, and Shi Zili swung his sword to meet it, shouting: "The sword energy spans three hundred million miles, and the light of one sword colds twenty continents."

Mu Wenguang: "???"

He is half illiterate, he paused for a while to understand, all of them are "sword qi", Shi Zili praised him for "[-] miles", praised himself for "[-] million miles", the same is "a sword of light and cold", he It is "Nineteen Continents", and Shi Zili himself is "Twenty Continents".

Shameless, stepped on him to pave the way for himself.Mu Wenguang was furious, do you think you are really awesome if you brag about yourself?

However, for Shi Zili, bragging about himself is really awesome.When the two swords intersected, his Yitian sword shattered a step first, and almost at the same time the mother Wenguang long sword shattered, and both of them spurted blood and fell out.

Shi Zili stopped in mid-air, turned somersault and fell back to the ground, unable to stand still, knelt on the ground, spurting blood after mouthful, mocking himself: "If you want to put it in a bag and sell it, it's enough to change it!" Macintosh." The loss was heavy.

Mu Wenguang's situation was even more serious. He exhausted his mana with this sword, and with a muffled grunt, he broke through the barrier of the ring space all the way, and was about to hit the rostrum, and was caught by Principal Penglai's long sleeves.

His cheeks were covered with cracks and bloodstains, and the seven orifices were bleeding, he said hesitantly: "If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening." He tilted his head and passed out.

The principal immediately took a pill, melted it with mana and fed it to him.Mu Wenguang woke up half an hour later, and praised: "Junior Brother Shi, you are not majoring in the way of swordsmanship, but you beat me in the way of swordsmanship. I feel ashamed."

Shi Zili breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death." Just now, Mu Wenguang's face was pale and his breath was extremely weak, as if he was dead.The injury can be healed slowly, but the sword was broken, he didn't know what to say, so he took the hilt of the sword he picked up from the ring.

Mu Wenguang saw a bit of guilt on his face, and sighed: "Young brother Shi, you are too generous." Turning her head to persuade him, "It's not your intention, if you want to talk about it, I'm the one who teases the first, and I should I am the main responsibility. This battle was fought heartily, for the first time in my life, and it opened up a new world for me, so I should thank you very much.”

Shi Zili was not guilty about it, he felt the deep regret hidden under Mu Wenguang's excited appearance, not because of the loss of the game or the broken sword, but because he wanted to display such shocking swordsmanship, it was a real swordsman. A genius who studies swordsmanship.The two of them became friends through martial arts, and they became friends with each other smoothly, and became confidants.

Mu Wenguang was seriously injured, so the principal called an ambulance to take him away. Before leaving, he half-jokingly said, "Tomorrow will be a good match. If you can win the first place, the senior will cut your belly for you to celebrate." What a perfect match, with the oolong of the cook's electric oven in the middle, it always seems not so right.

Shi Zili laughed loudly. After seeing him off, he turned his head and saw that the abbot principal was looking at him kindly and kindly. He was startled and lowered his head subconsciously. Oh, the ancient costume he wore in today's competition did not exist in jeans with the front door unzipped question.

The headmaster of the abbot said softly: "Little friend Shi, I'm so lucky to go back and rest. There will still be a hard fight tomorrow."

Yes, tomorrow I will fight with your son.The pebbles made him feel hairy all over, and he answered vaguely a few times before smearing oil on his feet.

The headmaster of the abbot was a little excited, secretly chasing after him, voice transmission: "Come on, you beat that scoundrel, next year's Caifengyu Scholarship will be yours!"

Just as there was a school principal in Penglai, so did Yingzhou and the abbot, who claimed to have ascended to immortality, but in fact they all died under the thunder of the catastrophe.The principal of the abbot’s school is Cai Fengyu. The abbot’s school board will allocate [-] high-grade spirit stones as scholarships every year. The rewards are not limited to the abbot’s own school. If there are outstanding students from the other two schools, they will also be nominated. The list shall be voted on by the board of directors.

"..." Shi Zili turned his head away.

The abbot headmaster winked and gave a "you understand" look.Kong Ye, a bird man, is not only annoyed by his master Yongyan, an eminent monk, and a group of brothers and sisters, but also his own father can't stand it. This son was born to be a debt collector, and he needs someone to suppress his arrogance.

Shi Zili returned to the dormitory, and told Feng Yu about it as a joke.Feng Yu said: "Kong Ye has been so smooth all the way, and he will win every battle. In the long run, it is definitely not a good thing for him. Principal Kong's words are indeed somewhat sincere."

There are actually fathers in the world who really want to watch others spank their sons.Shi Zili nodded at first, feeling reasonable, and then pondered what was wrong: "Then senior brother, aren't you smooth sailing?" Kong Ye lost to you last time, right?You are the real one who wins every battle.

Feng Yu had a half-smile. He was planning to mention the loss to Shi Zili in the arena, but he was afraid that it would be too explicit, so he swallowed it, and said: "In a hundred years, the sword mound will definitely open again. Mu Wenguang's sword will be It was obtained from Jianzhong."

Fuck the sword mound!Shi Zili was agitated. In the novel "Swordsman" and in all kinds of fairy games, the term has appeared, and it is also well-known in the world of comprehension.

The places where swords are buried are collectively called Jianzhong.It is rumored that the ancient sword immortals once gathered in a certain high mountain, fought fiercely for a hundred years, and died.When they fought, they cut the peaks into valleys and abysses, and the swords they used in their lifetime were left in the abyss.

Shi Zili jumped twice with excitement.

Feng Yu watched with a smile, and when he finished dancing, Fang said: "You don't use a sword."

"It's good to join in the fun. Besides, who only wears a sword when fighting?" Shi Zili said, "What kind of clothes, universe bags, jade rings, there must be more than swords." How big is this? a fortune.

"There is an extremely dangerous miasma under the abyss. Except for the sword, the rest has already melted." Feng Yu said, "It is strange to say that for thousands of years, many swordsmen have taken away the sword from it, but there is still nothing inside. When it was hollowed out, the number of treasures released did not decrease but increased when it was opened last time and last time."

Neither of them played swords, Feng Yu simply told Shi Zili this as a bedtime story, after seeing him, his eyelids were glued together, his little head was drooping, and he felt worried, He closed the quilt, turned off the light and stood by the bed.

In fact, Shi Zili also had doubts in his heart. He still wanted to plan tomorrow's tactics. As soon as it got dark, his mind became muddled, and he fell asleep as soon as he was talking.

But his own body knows that his waist is not sore, his legs are not painful, and he has no other symptoms except lethargy.What's more, he has been wandering around under the noses of the three principals every day these days. There is really an invasion of evil spirits and heretics, and these three great gods will not be unaware.

In the darkness, someone said behind him: "Little Shitou, when will you come back to see me with your wife and children?" The voice was lazy, with a sense of boredom.

Shi Zili said casually: "Next year." A lot of work has been done halfway and then thrown away, the big sword of the dragon girl, the mouse looking for its mother, Su Wu's ram's milk, and now there is another sword mound.

The voice giggled and said, "Then I'll be angry."

As soon as the pebbles hurt, as if someone had hit them with a hammer, a jerk bounced off the bed and shouted: "I didn't do it on purpose, the Spring Festival travel tide is too scary, and I'm so poor that I even buy milk powder for my children." Sorry! I will definitely go back to see you next year!"

He came back a bit, and blinked slowly: "What did I dream about just now?" It seemed serious and scary, but when he woke up, he didn't remember anything.

Feng Yu: "..." Dazed?

He was very distressed, thinking that tomorrow's battle put too much pressure on the junior brother, and he hummed the tune that he often hummed when he was still in the silver dragon state in ancient times when he was coaxing the pebbles in the stone state.